"Okay, you stinky boy, you dare to think about the eldest princess, see if I don't kill you."

Meng Tian on the side, when he heard that Meng Yi was going to marry the eldest princess, he jumped like thunder, and raised his hand to hit Meng Yi's head.

However, Meng Yi moved dexterously and easily dodged.

"Do you dare to hide? Kill you, stinky boy who doesn't know the height of the sky. Meng Tian said angrily.

The eldest princess Ying Zisu is the first beauty in Daqin, how many young talents in Xianyang are waiting for the princess to come out of the cabinet to be married, and Meng Yi is the first loser in Xianyang, how many daughters hear his name, and would rather die alone than fall into the hands of the devil.

Seeing that Meng Tian was angry, Meng Yi circled around Fusu, and Meng Tian kept chasing.

"If you don't marry, you won't marry, what will you do to me?"

"If I don't let you know what it means to be incompetent, I'll follow your surname." Meng Tian said angrily.

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In the end, it was Fusu who stopped maneuvering around the two, and Fusu glanced at Ying Shisu, but saw that she was expressionless, like an arrogant snow lotus, unstained with the dust of the world.

Her face was expressionless, but it surprised Fusu a little, if according to her temperament, if she didn't like this person, she would definitely show a dignified look.

As a result, Meng Yi said in front of her that she wanted to marry her, but she was not angry, but did not leak her voice, which showed that Ying Zisu did not hate Meng Yi.

Before, Ying Zisu was quite prejudiced against Meng Yi, and I don't know what happened to her and Meng Yi just now? I don't know what kind of magic Meng Yi kid has that kid can make Zisu's strong temper change his attitude towards him so much.

"Meng Yi, this palace can't make an assertion about you, if Zisu agrees to marry you, this palace is willing to be this matchmaker." Fusu said, "Now that Shisu is here, why don't you ask her directly?" ”

Meng Yi glanced at Ying Zisu pitifully, then at Meng Tian and Fusu, and said aggrievedly: "I also know what kind of virtue I am, if the son wants to refuse the boy's wishes, why beat around the bush?" ”

Meng Yi is notorious, and he has the title of the first loser in Xianyang, what is the difference between asking Ying Zisu and rejecting himself?

Fu Su straightened his waist with his hands and laughed: "It's not that this palace wants to reject you, but Shisu is fierce, if it is not what she wants, otherwise nothing can force her to comply." ”

"Cut! Then I'm not bored with myself, anyway, the eldest princess doesn't look down on me. Meng Yi waved his hand and said.

Just after Meng Yi finished speaking, Ying Zisu, who had never spoken, suddenly said: "You haven't asked about this palace, how do you know that this palace doesn't look down on you?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Even Meng Yi was a little caught off guard, Ying Shisu has always been known for her coldness, she does not eat the fireworks of the world, even if she stands together, it will give people a sense of distance that rejects people thousands of miles away.

But now, when I say this, I can't help but be surprised.

"Shiso, you ......"

Fusu wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Ying Zisu, and she said: "If you can win this 'Three Kingdoms Martial Arts', this palace is willing to marry you." ”

Meng Yi, who was still a little disappointed, suddenly felt like he had been beaten with chicken blood after hearing Ying Zisu's words, Meng Yi's eyes widened, and he said excitedly: "Really...... Are you sure? ”

"Brother Huang and General Meng are here, they can testify to you and me, if this palace violates this covenant, there will be five thunderstorms in the sky." Ying Zisu said firmly.

"It's a deal."

Meng Yi stretched out his little finger and made a hook gesture.

Ying Zisu didn't understand much, but she still imitated Meng Yi, and then the two made an agreement.

……

"Childe, say it, what do you want the kid to do, you command, the kid will not fail in his mission." Meng Yi said.

Seeing that Meng Yi's whole person was set on fire, Fu Su shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said, "This time, the 'Three Kingdoms Martial Arts' needs to select elite imperial players, so this important task is entrusted to you." ”

"No problem, I'm sure to get the job done."

"You promised to be happy, but this mission is not easy."

"Since the eldest princess made an agreement, how can the kid be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

Seeing Meng Yi with a little smile on his face, Fusu asked, "I see that you have a pleasant face, but there is a suitable candidate?" ”

Meng Yi nodded and said: "The kid does have a suitable candidate in his heart, as long as he participates, this victory is in his hands." ”

"Oh? Who is it?! ”

"Secret."

Meng Yi deliberately played tricks on Guan Zi, and the suitable person he said was the legendary overlord of Western Chu - Xiang Yu.

Xiang Yu was born with divine power, and he was a martial arts genius, if he was cultivated, when he was in the competition, he would definitely be called the secret weapon of the empire.

"Since you don't want to say it, it's inconvenient for this palace to ask. However, there is one thing you must remember, this time the 'Three Kingdoms Martial Arts' must be won. Fusu said very seriously.

"Rao is son, don't say it, the kid will definitely help the empire win the game. After all, the kid still wants to return to Xianyang to marry a daughter-in-law, hehe. ”

While speaking, Meng Yi looked at Ying Zisu and said very seriously.

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A few days later.

A major event happened in Xianyang City, that is, a delicate fine salt appeared on the market, which was as fine as snow, extremely pure, and had an excellent taste, and suddenly became a commodity snapped up by the rich.

Mongfu.

"Childe, the fine salt in the East Market Salt Store has been sold out, and I want to buy another thirty packs."

"The salt store in the West Market has been sold out, and another fifty packs are stocked."

"The salt store in Nanshi has been sold out."

"The North Market has also been sold out."

"The salt merchant from the outer city has also come and wants to buy five hundred bags."

……

For a time, the major salt stores carried out a crazy rush to buy fine salt, and all of a sudden, the fine salt developed by Meng Yi became the most profitable sweet and sweet in Xianyang City.

Due to the emergence of fine salt, it has even attracted salt merchants from other places to come here to buy salt. Many ministers of the DPRK and China wanted to buy salt through their connections, but they were rejected by Meng Yi verbally, who let them humiliate themselves at the beginning, now they know that they are wrong, it is too late.

Recently, the Mongolian Mansion has been very busy, and Meng Yi rushed to make salt overnight, which tired him like a dog. And when Meng Tian learned the news, the whole person was dumbfounded.

The belongings that were sold in the past were not only redeemed in full, but also made a lot of money.

Meng Tian watched the truckloads of fine salt being transported, and the whole person was stunned, and he began to wonder if he was dreaming.

In just half a month, the Meng family earned nearly half of the income of the entire Xianyang City.

On this day, Meng Yi was so tired that he almost collapsed on the ground, and scolded in his heart: "Grandma, if you continue to be busy like this, you have to exhaust me to death, no, you have to find a way to sit and get money." ”

Just when Meng Yi was thinking about how he could come to the money without struggling, someone came to the palace.

Meng Yi knew that thinking about this incident had alarmed the emperor, and Meng Yi had also guessed the purpose of Ying Zheng, thinking about this, a new idea flashed in his head, if it was feasible, he could just sit and wait for the family to collect the money.

In fact, just as Meng Yi expected, salt as white as snow appeared in Xianyang City, which attracted Yingzheng's attention.

When he saw the white salt like snow, he was amazed, there was such a high-purity salt in the world, and when he learned that the initiator of everything was Meng Yi, he couldn't close his mouth in shock.

Before, I heard that Meng Yi bought salt and wasted, but now it seems that people are wasting it, and it is basically secondary processing, and the salt is purified.

In this regard, the First Emperor greatly appreciated, if the imperial army can eat fine salt, it will definitely be able to greatly increase the combat power of the army.

Don't underestimate this salt, the ancient salt impurities and poisons are many, long-term consumption, the burden on the body is great, and if you eat fine salt, you don't need to worry about this at all, it is very beneficial to improve your physique.

So, he ordered someone to summon Meng Yi to come up.

After entering the court, Meng Yi saluted, got up and asked, "I don't know what Your Majesty is calling the boy?" ”

Seeing that Meng Yi came to the court, full of dust and dust, with a proud appearance of spring breeze, the First Emperor smiled and asked: "I heard that there is salt as thin as snow in the city, and it is said that this salt is from your hand, is this rumor true or not?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, it is indeed from the hands of the boy."

"First of all, the tongue argues with the court, and the system of the county is mentioned; Now, it is an original method of making salt, and I really look down on you. The First Emperor said.

"Your Majesty's praise."

"Meng Yi, you are a smart man, I don't go around the bush with you, the fine salt you make is very beneficial to the imperial army, so I want to ......"

"Your Majesty wants a way to make salt?"

"Exactly."

At the beginning, Fusu also wanted to know about this method, but was rejected by Meng Yi.

"Back to Your Majesty, this method of making salt is the gift of the immortal master, and it cannot be easily passed on to others, if you have to tell the boy, there is only one way."

The First Emperor heard that this method was taught by immortals, if Meng Yi taught it, he would be punished by heaven, and he was not reluctant, and now, there is a feasible way, Ying Zheng asked: "What way?" ”

"The immortal master once said that if it is widely spread, it is only feasible to collect 'patent fees'."

Royalties?

Seeing that the First Emperor was at a loss, Meng Yi explained with a smile: "The so-called patent, anyone who earns money through the method I provide must pay me a part of the money, and the money obtained is the patent fee." ”

This is Meng Yi's method, almost exhausting himself to death for salt production, it is better to sell the patent and receive a commission from it more easily.

However, this requires a patent amulet, and in ancient times, there was no better amulet than the Holy Decree.

"Not only that, but Your Majesty also has to promise the boy, the next decree, if someone does not pay the patent fee, it can be regarded as infringement, and once discovered, it will be severely fined ten times the price." Meng Yi added. "If Your Majesty can agree to this, the boy will announce the method of salt production."

"Meng Yi, you are really an elf, in this way, you don't need to do anything, and you can get endless money."

Meng Yi smiled: "Take what you need, what does Your Majesty think?" ”

"I promise you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."